Writer ran to Burner’s room. “You took the calculator?!”
“Relax. I bought you a new one.” Burner was looking at the robot.
“Why did you need to use it in the first place?”
“I…Ah jeez.” Burner stood up.
“Well, at least we’ll have someone to talk to.” Writer walked closer to the robot.
“Actually, it’s deaf. I couldn’t find a microphone.”
“…Ah well.”
“So what should we name him?”
“…Steve!”
“…Okay then. Steve it is.”